One of few things that actually gets Sokka to sit up and blink over at Nata. It's still dark outside, he can see, and that makes him want to bury his head back under the blankets.
But Steph is up. And Nata is watching with that disapproving look that always unnerved him as a kid.
He tries to sit up without groaning and smile his most innocent I'm An Honest Nice Guy smile as he reaches for his tea. "Thanks, Nata."
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Date: 2007-06-05 05:01 pm (UTC)One of few things that actually gets Sokka to sit up and blink over at Nata. It's still dark outside, he can see, and that makes him want to bury his head back under the blankets.
But Steph is up. And Nata is watching with that disapproving look that always unnerved him as a kid.
He tries to sit up without groaning and smile his most innocent I'm An Honest Nice Guy smile as he reaches for his tea. "Thanks, Nata."